Dale fucked up. He allowed himself to become scared, and in doing so, he nearly pushed away the only woman he could ever truly love. He has to try to fix their relationship.
Mandy wants Dale, but she doesn’t want him to own her. She’s not one of the women who sleeps around with the club, and she won’t be treated like it.
Dale’s need for Mandy is so great that he comes up with a plan. One of the sure ways to keep her in his life is to get her pregnant with his child…
When Mandy discovers the truth, she’s hurt, and she pushes him away. He now has to fix what he broke … again.
Mandy knows she loves Dale. She wants to be with him for life, but after this, can she trust him again? Can she do this alone? Does she want to do this alone, or can she find it in her heart to forgive him?
At first, it was fun to play with the biker, but now, she really can’t walk away because he owns her heart.
He wanted her again.
“Want to dance?” he asked.
The music was loud, and people were already on the dance floor.
She did glance toward it, and he knew she was going to refuse. Grabbing the bottle from her lips, he pulled her onto the dance floor, wrapping his arms around her, keeping her close.
Did he want her to get pregnant?
“Dale, what’s going on?” she asked.
“I missed you.” He pulled away, staring into her eyes.
If she was pregnant, they’d deal with it together.
Was he ready to be a father?
Was he ready for commitment?
He knew he wanted this woman more than anything. It’s why he was such a dick to her in the first place and yelled at her, when she really didn’t deserve it.
“Yes. I don’t like how hard you’re making it for me.”
“I thought you were a guy who didn’t want to be tied down.”
“I am a guy who wants to be tied down, just so long as you’re the one doing the tying.”
“You have no idea just how kinky I can be.”
He moved her off the dance floor toward a darkened corner of the room. He saw the flare of arousal in her eyes.
“What are you doing?”
“Nothing. To anyone watching, we’re making out. Nothing is happening here.”
“Do you trust me?”
“Then trust me. I won’t hurt you again, Mandy, I promise.” Only, he was going to lie to her about getting her pregnant.
He kissed her lips, fighting against the guilt that was rising up inside him. He had to get a hold of these feelings, as otherwise they were going to tear him apart, and he couldn’t let them do that.
He loved Mandy and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but the only way to do that, was to give her a reason to stay because he’d pushed her away.
“Someone is going to see,” she said.
“Do you really think I’d let anyone see you? You’re all mine, Mandy, and no one—and I mean this—no one gets to look at my woman.” He claimed her lips, wrapping his fingers around her neck, tilting her head back so he could have full access to her mouth. She was so fucking sweet, addictive, and sexy.
He wanted her more than anything, and if getting her pregnant was what he had to do to keep her, he was going to do it.